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The Coming of Josh

HF and Thanatos pretty well nailed it. There was a lot going on in this chapter. Left us with another cliff hanger too. You're so bad, FT, but we love it. I too, am concerned about Stewart. He won over our hearts. Just when we think he's going to find happiness living at the house and bunking with Colt, there is a problem. I hope it's one that's easily fixable. I can't imagine it has anything to do with Colt, since he hasn't been there.

I wonder how Clay will like having his apartment wired for sound and video. He'll have to be mindful of who's watching. If I was him, I think I'd flash the cameras occasionally just to keep Garth and Dylan on their toes.

Interesting take that Will has on Tyler. Don't know what you're setting up there. Who knows Josh better than Will other than Jake? After all, he is Jake's proxy. And why does Bill keep asking about Duncan? Only you know the answer to that question, FT. Parker won't cooperate on accomplices, so his ass is off to the slammer where he'll probably get plenty of action. Maybe that's why he didn't talk.

It's going to be a busy week for the boys with the swim meet and Woody coming. Can't wait to read how this all plays out. We'll read it when you give it to us, FT. No worries on our part. BC
 
I agree with BC, HF and Thanatos pretty much nailed the chapter.

Hope Stewarts news isn't too devastating. He seems to be very nice guy.

Parker's refusal to cooperate probably means he was told to keep quiet or end up dead.

I'm excited for the next installment.

Brian
 
Well, it looks like Sundays and Thursdays might be a change to the schedule unless I can finally get caught up at some point. I appreciate your patience, but most of all your support and friendship. You've all become family for sure, sharing in this crazy story.

Your thoughts about Parker were interesting. Wondering about Bill was interesting also. I didn't realize all the tidbits that were in the last chapter, but Thanatos takes a very good inventory it seems. Kudos for that, as he even brought of things I'd forgotten.

So, this next chapter reveals the cliff hanger. I hate leaving you guys hanging too long, unless it needs to be. Kind of a different slant to things and a study of human emotion to an extent. I'm anxious to hear what you guys think about this chapter involving our new guy, Stewart. Am shooting for another chapter this weekend, so keep your fingers crossed. In the meantime, please stay Healthy, Safe and most of all, Happy. Huggs, FT
 
Chapter 652 – An Unfortunate Incident

Stewart was noticeably upset and shaking when he came to me. I couldn’t imagine what his problem was, but I took him upstairs to the apartment so we could talk privately. He immediately hugged me when we went through the door. “Stewart, tell me what’s wrong,” I told him. he broke down sobbing.

“Josh, it was horrible, just horrible,” he said as he hung onto me, burying his head in my chest.

“What was horrible? Tell me what happened,” I asked, confused as all get out.

“It’s my roommate. He and his friends called me a faggot and a degenerate over and over, then kicked me out of my own room. He was just horrible,” Stewart said, as he tried to get himself under control.

“Have you guys had trouble before? Are you even out to him? What caused him to treat you like this?” I asked, trying to get to the bottom of the problem.

“We were having a decent conversation. We were never really that close, but we got along. He had his friends he ran around with, but I really didn’t have many friends, other than the guys that lived on our floor in the dorms that I knew just to talk to, but not really close or anything. We all got along. He asked me when I was leaving to go home. I told him I wasn’t going home, that I was working here in town this summer, and staying with some friends that had a house with a pool even. I told him I had been there all day on Sunday and we had a huge steak fry in the evening. He wanted to know why I didn’t invite him to go along. I told him he didn’t know any of the guys, so I never gave it a thought as he never invited me to hang with any of his friends. I didn’t think anything about it. He just told me that was kind of crummy of me, but I just let it slide. Then he wanted to know what I was going to be doing here this summer when I stayed with my ‘supposed’ friends. I really don’t think he believed me telling him that I had friends. I told him it was a large corporation headquartered here in town and I hoped to become a shareholder sometime if I made the cut as an employee. Then he wanted to know how much money I made. I told him it was none of his business, but if they liked me, my tuition and boarding would be taken care of, and my parents wouldn’t have to struggle financially anymore to help me through school. Then he asked me who’s dick I had to suck to come up with a job like that. I laughed it off, telling him I got the job because of my friends. He kept telling me I didn’t have any friends, that he’d ever seen that would provide me with a paying job, give me free room and board at a luxury estate and then pay for my college tuition, plus make me a shareholder of their company. I told him I did, and he just didn’t know the right people. He said I had to be sucking cock or taking it up the ass for an opportunity like that. I told him he was wrong, and that was a terrible thing to say. Then he said he’d caught me checking him out several times this year, and if I was putting out for other guys, why didn’t I ever put out for him. I got mad and told him to fuck off as he was being crass, and I didn’t have to listen to this. I grabbed my towel and went to take a shower in our suite bathroom. When I got out, I just had a towel around my waist as I walked back into the room His friends were in the room. They had gone through my phone and found my texts to Colt, telling him how wonderful it was going to be when we got to live and sleep together and the things we were going to do with one another, you know sexual things. My roommate held up my phone and told me I was a liar and a faggot. Then they pulled off my towel and pushed me around between them saying faggot over and over and telling me to suck their dicks. They totally humiliated me. I screamed a them to stop, telling them this was a hate crime they were doing, and it was my room also and they all should get the hell out. They threw me out the door into the hallway naked, throwing my clothes out with me and my phone, then locked the door so I couldn’t get back in. They told me I couldn’t come back until I agreed to suck their cocks. I told them to fuck off, all of them, then came straight over here to you. What am I going to do, Josh? I’m afraid to go back to my own room,” Stewart shared with me, then broke down again.

“Fucking bastards. What little people. They’re all creeps, Stewart, not you,” I assured him. “I guess we could have them arrested on a harassment charge of some type, but I don’t think you really want to blow this thing too far out of proportion, this being the end of the year and all, and you’re days away from having them out of your life entirely. I guess we just might have to send the calvary over there to get your things. You can stay here tonight with us, all safe and sound. I don’t want you to have to endure anymore of this crap from those idiots,” I told him. Stewart seemed to relax some, knowing he never had to see his roommate and his friends again. I hugged him tightly telling him I never wanted him to have to fear anyone like that.

“How am I going to get my stuff?” Stewart asked, concerned he’d have to face his new enemies again. I pulled his head to my shoulder and rubbed the back of his head.

“Let me worry about that. You don’t worry about those guys anymore. You’re here with us now, and you’re safe. You’ll always be safe from here on out,” I promised him, as I continued to comfort him.

“Josh, you are the kindest person in the world, the greatest friend a guy could ever hope to have in a lifetime. I don’t deserve a friend like you,” Stewart whimpered. I continued to hold him and comfort him.

“Stewart, you have a lot of great friends now, friends that will love and care about you for the rest of your life if you’ll let them,” I assured him. Stewart broke down with tears of relief and happiness. I pulled him over to the couch and we sat down. I got him a beer as he started to settle down. “So, did this incident just happen out of the clear blue sky because of an innocent conversation you had with your roommate today or was this something in the making over time?” I asked, confused something as intense as this episode, just happened from a stupid conversation. Stewart sighed.

“I’ve tried to be a good roommate, never complaining even though he gave me good reasons to complain. He never kept his side of the room neat. His dirty clothes and underwear were just thrown on the floor. The only time he’d clean up his side of the room was when his girlfriend was coming over. She even complained about his tidiness. I would clean up his messes at times, but then he’d get pissed off at me. I mean it was just little things. We got along for the most part, but then things would just set him off at times. He wasn’t one to talk about his feelings much. He was the macho, cool guy, always the center of attention. I was the quiet one, always listening instead of talking. He’d brag about fucking different girls and how nasty some of them were. I’d even find used condoms on he floor next to his bed. I swear they’d be there for a week until he had a new girl in bed with hm. I used to have to sit out in the hall or go to the library when he was banging some chic. He’d be in his underwear when I’d get back all hot and sweaty. The room stunk of sweat and cum. None of that bothered me, although I fantasized about having sex with him, as he was hot naked, which he didn’t mind showing off. For that I was grateful. He used to tease me about me enjoying seeming him naked, even teasing me when he’d come out of the shower and I’d be at my desk studying. He’d drop his towel and walk over to me sticking his dick practically in my face saying, ‘you want this, don’t you’. I’d push him away and tell him to put some underwear on at least, as if his nudity bugged me. I never gave him any indication that I was the least bit interested in him sexually, although I wanted him terribly, Josh. Do you have any idea what it’s like to be teased like that and want it so bad? It’s horrible and frustrating. I came back from class early one time and just happened to walk in on him jerking off right as he shot his load. The fucker shot his load over his head, then bitched and yelled at me for disturbing him during his orgasm, saying I had no right to be there when he was jerking off, unless I secretly wanted to suck his cock. I told him I didn’t care what he did. You know what the fucker did? He had a lot of cum on his hand and he wiped it on my face and laughed as his cock was still dripping cum from his orgasm. Then he slung his dick sending cum flying onto my jeans and laughed again, telling me that was a close as I was ever going to get to sucking out his load,” Stewart told me.

“What a complete asshole, Stewart. I don’t know how you put up with all that,” I replied.

“He was always doing creepy stuff. Like sometimes I’d go to bed early and lay there and read while he was supposedly studying. Then he’d come out of the bathroom naked. He always slept naked, and sometimes come over and lay on top of me, acting like he was fucking me. I couldn’t move because I’d have a sheet over me, so I had to let him have his fun. Then he’d raise himself up and drag his dick and balls over my face, telling me I really wanted him, but I couldn’t have him. Then he’d laugh. I told him every time, I didn’t appreciate him treating me like that, as it wasn’t normal. He’d just laugh, telling me he was doing me a favor, telling me that he knew I enjoyed it. He told me one time, if I was a good enough sport about it, he just might let me suck his cock sometime. That was just wrong, Josh,” Stewart explained.
 
Chapter 652 B

“Sounds like he was the gay one and wanted you in the worst way. He’s a closeted gay, that doesn’t want anyone to know he is, and was desperately trying to act out his gay fantasies with you. You weren’t buying it which was driving him crazy, Stewart. Did he have the same girlfriend all the time or different ones, not staying with any one very long?” I asked.

“Oh there were many different ones. I asked him one time why he couldn’t keep a girlfriend more than a couple of weeks. He’d just laugh, telling me why keep just one when there were tons of girls on campus that wanted fucked. He wanted to try them all out,” Stewart replied. I shook my head.

“They couldn’t stand him and sensed he was weird, Stewart. He can’t admit to himself he’s gay, and he’s not going to let anyone know that he is. The way he fights it is to belittle you as being gay, even though you never gave in to what he was trying to do to you. If he’d been honest about it, treated you as a real friend, and even confessed to you that he had feelings for you, who knows what might have happened. You guys could have had a great fulfilling relationship with one another and one hell of a wonderful year. Instead, he belittled you for his own feelings. He had to go the bully route, instead of admitting who he really is. He was playing macho man in front of his friends, by belittling you,” I explained.

“You really think he had feelings for me, Josh?” Stewart asked.

“I think he’s head over heels in love with you, is what I think. He couldn’t admit it to himself and he hated himself for that to happen to him, so he had to belittle you to lie to his own self that he loved you. I could almost bet on that one,” I replied, to a confused Stewart.

“If he loved me, why did he have to treat me so terribly? I just don’t understand that,” Stewart asked.

“I know that’s hard for you and I, who know who we are and aren’t afraid to admit it, to understand what a guy, that thinks he has to be straight regardless, but has strong homosexual feelings for a friend, has to blame the friend for putting him in that position. He blames you for his strong feelings of love for you,” I explained. “I’m not a psychologist, but I can almost bet that’s the case. I have a great psychologist/psychiatrist friend that could explain all of this much better than me, but I have to believe that’s the case. In fact, I’d say your roomy is probably saddened at what happened this afternoon and hates himself for what he and his friends did,” I replied. Stewart scratched his head, trying to comprehend everything I speculated.

“Well, he’s lost all hope of me every talking to him again. He’s a dirtbag to me, if there ever was one. I’ve had enough of his shit, and he’s terminated our friendship for life now. He did it, not me,” Stewart replied.

“I’ll bet when he saw those text messages to Colt, he became extremely jealous, thinking how much time and effort he put into trying to gain your attention and love, and you went and found a real boyfriend. I could almost guess that’s what sent him over the edge. He snapped and became enraged with jealousy. You beat him, Stewart. You had the last laugh, if you really want to know. He had to convince himself that he didn’t love you, because he knew then he could never have a chance to win you over. His approach was the worst ever because he couldn’t admit he really did love you. You thought he was harassing and tormenting you all this year, when really, the way you ignored all his efforts to get your attention, was really tormenting him. Stewart, he screwed up big time. Now he’s going to hate himself for not being honest with you, because he really does love you,” I explained. “Do you want to reconcile this with him or just cut your losses and move on?” I asked.

“What, make up with him and see if he really does have feelings for me?” Stewart asked, confused.

“It’s up to you, but you know him better than I do. I may be totally wrong, but I’m almost willing to bet, if you told him you were extremely disappointed in him for what he did this afternoon because deep down you really cared about him, he might just admit to you he was in love with you, but just couldn’t admit he had gay thoughts about your relationship together,” I replied. Stewart shook his head.

“Even if he got down on his knees, apologized and even sucked my cock and we had the hottest sex ever, I don’t think I could ever trust the guy, not that his ego would ever let him admit he had strong feelings for me,” Stewart replied.

“Okay, then you cut your losses and never have to deal with him again. We’ll get your stuff so you never have to talk to him again,” I told him, putting my arm around him. He put his head on my shoulder.

“Why couldn’t he have at least been a decent friend, Josh? We could have been great friends, possibly even lovers in the closet if that’s where he chose to be. I wouldn’t care. We might have fallen in love, with him realizing who he was and who he preferred to love and changed. At least he would have led an honest and happy life,” Stewart replied.

“You understand that. He will always be a frustrated closet case at best, possibly never to find true love in his life, but that’s his own decision,” I explained.

“I’m sorry to have to say, I think you might be right. I was the one thing he really wanted, but he treated me so badly, he could never have me. I guess that’s what you’re trying to tell me,” Stewart commented. I told him he nailed it. Just then Stewart’s phone rang. He sighed, when he saw it was his roommate calling. He looked at me, as if to ask if he should answer it. I shrugged my shoulders as if to say that was up to him. He put it on speaker and answered it.

“I don’t care if I ever talk to you again, Sam, as horrible as you and your friends were to me this afternoon. I am so done with you forever,” Stewart said.

“Stewart, I was so wrong. I hate myself for what happened. I say that sincerely. It’s just the stress of finals coming and the end of the year, we were just funning around and all, letting off a little steam. I hope you didn’t take that seriously,” Sam replied.

“That was totally hateful, Sam. There was absolutely no justification for any of that. I thought we were at least friends, even though we weren’t the best of friends. No friend would ever treat another friend like you and your so-called friends treated me today. There’s no excuse for what you did, and I’ve had the shits of it,” Stewart told him.

“Hey, dude, I mean we were just fucking around. Don’t be mad. We weren’t serious about all that gay stuff, even though your texting kind of made us think you have a boyfriend of such. Is that really true? Do you really have a boyfriend?” Sam asked him.

“If you were a better friend, I might share some of that with you, but all I’ll tell you now is you should go fuck yourself,” Stewart told him.

“Dude, I’m sorry. What do I have to do to make it up to you to prove to you I’m sorry, like suck your dick or something?” Sam asked. I smiled at Stewart as if to say, I told you so.

“Fuck you, Sam. I wouldn’t want your filthy hateful lips anywhere near my dick,” Stewart told him.

“Dude, I’m sorry. Come back and let’s talk about this. I really want to apologize. I don’t want to leave for the summer on bad terms. Come on back. You have to have somewhere to sleep, and it might as well be here, as this is your room too,” Sam offered.

“Oh, I have some great friends that welcomed me to stay with them. I have a wonderful place to stay from here on. I won’t be coming back. I’ll pick up my stuff sometime, but I’ll never spend another night in that room with you ever again. You blew all that up this afternoon,” Stewart told him. I smiled.

“Dude, you really aren’t coming back? That’s not cool,” Sam replied. “Stew, you’re kind of weird and quirky and all, but I really liked you as a roommate and a friend. I don’t want to part ways for the summer without making it up to you somehow. I’m serious about that. I hate the fact this happened, which is why I called to apologize. I was wrong, terribly wrong. Please come back so we talk this out,” Sam urged.

“Not a chance, Sam. You’ve treated me like shit the entire year and today was the last straw. Good luck, and I hope whoever you room with next year, you treat better than you treated me. I won’t be back so this is our last goodbye,” Stewart said, then ended the call. “Did I say the right things?” he asked, looking up at me with those beautiful puppy dog eyes of his. I chuckled, then kissed him.

“I think you made that very clear to him. Now he feels like shit, which he should,” I replied. Stewart smiled. “Any regrets?” I asked.

“Only that I didn’t meet you earlier in this school year and thoroughly enjoyed a much happier experience at school here,” he replied, making me chuckle.

“Your happy experience is just beginning, Stewart. Welcome to our family,” I replied, reaching my arms out to give him another big hug. We hugged for several moments. He told me he felt safe and secure, even loved in my arms. I told him that was what we were all about.
 
Chapter 652 C

You want to join us for a beer and dinner downstairs?” I asked him.

“Are you sure, I’m not intruding or anything?” he asked. I assured him he wasn’t, and we’d be happy to have him. “I have nowhere else to go. Kind of lost my other life at this point,” Stewart replied. I promised him he’d like his new life much better. He said he believed me for sure.

Most of the guys remembered Stewart from Sunday at our skinny-dipping party, remembering him naked and not readily recognizing him with his clothes on. He chuckled when he heard that. I told them what happened to Stewart with his roommate, with Stewart filling in the gaps.

“You know I can start a hate crime investigation with this Sam guy and tie his ass up in legalities for some time, even put him in jail overnight before he can be arraigned tomorrow morning, if you want me to,” Cal told him. Stewart looked at me. I left it up to him, although I was pretty sure what he’d say. He didn’t disappoint me.

“I don’t hate him. He made a bad choice, and his bros backed him up. He apologized to me already, and I believe he was sincere in his apology. I don’t think he thought it would escalate to the point that I’d walk out on him and leave permanently. I think he’s pretty much in shock over that already. I don’t want this to be a prolonged event. I’m just glad it’s over with and now I’ve moved on, which was going to happen anyway. Josh thinks the guy is jealous, that he might have had a crush on me, but didn’t know how to express it so he just lost it, not able to contain his feelings and lashed out because he disliked himself for having feelings for me. I have no idea if that’s the issue or not, but I’m out of his life for good. If he did love me, unbeknown to me, then he really blew it,” Stewart explained.

“Did you get all your clothes and things out of the room?” Jake asked him. Stewart shook his head ‘no’. “No problem, give us your key and Terry, Johan and I’ll pay this asshole a visit. I don’t think he’ll give the three of us any shit,” Jake added. Stewart smiled, looking at Jake’s muscles.

“He’s no match for any of you guys. I saw all three of your guys on Sunday and your mere looks will intimidate the hell out of him,” Stewart told Jake. Jake smiled.

“Where we putting his stuff?” Jake asked, looking at me.

“I guess you could put it in Clay’s room for the time being, then maybe we can move him to the house this weekend. Clay’s staying in his apartment for the week at least so that room is empty for the moment,” I replied.

“I don’t want to be a bother to anyone,” Stewart remarked. I assured him he was no bother to any of us, because he as our new brother. That seemed to make him happy.

“You sure you don’t want me to go over and bust up that little group of gay bashers?” Cal asked one more time. I shook my head at Cal.

“Don’t we have enough stuff going on at the moment? Stewart is fine letting it go,” I replied to an overzealous Cal. He did tell Stewart if the guy even winked at him wrong, he’d be happy to step in and take the dude down. Stewart told him he’d keep that in mind, although I could tell he didn’t want any part of anything like that.

We all had dinner, then Jake called up Terry and told him he’d pick him and Johan up in his Jeep, then they’d go to Stewart’s dorm room and collect all his things. Terry and Johan sounded kind of excited to help, hearing what Jake told them that happened to Stewart. Stewart said he really needed his laptop and clothes more than anything, but he did have some things in his desk drawers and on his closet shelf. Jake got a few empty boxes from beer deliveries to take with him to collect his stuff. Stewart said he could go with them. Jake told him to just hang with me and relax, as they had this handled. Stewart told them not to hurt the guy. Jake said if Sam got hurt, it would be his own doing. We weren’t exactly sure what that meant, but decided not to ask.

Kyle and Blake took off for Kyle’s apartment, but Will and Cal decided to join us upstairs at the apartment for the demo testing of Clay’s apartment surveillance. Garth and Dylan were going to have Clay turn on the equipment so they could see if they got all the angles covered for whatever might happen during a Kenny visit. I filled in Stewart on some of what was going on after I swore him to secrecy. I could tell he was shocked we had all kinds of resources at our disposal. Jake came and got his Jeep keys, Dylan upset he was leaving before he got to witness the test, until Jake told them what he was going to do.

“Hey, why don’t you take this tiny camera with you and plant it in the room, over the door jamb, where it can pick up the entire room. It’s battery operated and will transmit from his Stewart’s dorm room. We can hear what this Sam guy and his bros say, and see what they do after Jake, Terry and Johan leave,” Garth suggested, as we all stripped down to our undies to get comfortable, even Cal this time without complaining. Stewart stayed dressed. I told him he could strip to his undies and get comfortable. He asked if he could speak to me in private. We walked into my bedroom.

“Josh, when I got thrown out of the room naked, the guys just threw my athletic shorts, t-shirt and athletic shoes out the door after me. I’m not wearing any underwear. I’m kind of commando at the moment until Jake gets back with my clothes,” he told me, somewhat embarrassed. I chuckled, to his shock. He told me it wasn’t funny to be embarrassed like that. I hugged him again.

“Here, wear these,” I said, as I pulled out a new pair of briefs from my closet. We buy these in large quantities, because, invariably, you wouldn’t believe how many of our friends need them for various reasons. Put these on,” I told him as I handed them to him. He seemed greatly relieved. He dropped his shorts and slipped on the undies I gave him, but not before I got to see his semi in the process. “Got the makings of a nice boner there, Stewart,” I chided, as I ran my hand over his stiffening cock under his new pair of undies.

“You weren’t supposed to see that, Josh,” he said, rather embarrassed.

“Hey, never be ashamed of a boner around this place. To us, it’s a badge of honor,” I replied. He chuckled some.

“I’m sorry, but it’s just I haven’t had sex in ages, other than the handjob you gave me on Sunday, and the thought of finally being here with you guys, that enjoy what I enjoy, well it just makes me kind of horny. I’m sorry,” he apologized again.

“Gees you did come to the right place. I think we can take care of that problem for you later tonight if you’d like, but you certainly don’t have to,” I replied. He was all smiles.

“Really? Oh, Josh, that would be fantastic. You don’t have to, as I’m not really supposed to be here and all,” he replied.

“Hey, as hot and sweet as you are, Jake and I won’t be able to control ourselves, or any of the other guys, but you don’t have to do anything with any of us. That is strictly up to you with no strings attached. You can wait for Colt to come back if you’d rather have sex with him before any of us, or strictly him,” I offered. He looked disappointed.

“Oh, I could never last that long, and I so would love to have sex with you and Jake for sure. That is, if it’s okay with you. You don’t have to give me any special favors,” he replied. That got him another hug.

“Oh, are we going to have fun with you, Stewart. Brace yourself for later,” I cautioned him, making him almost giddy. We walked back to the guys at the kitchen island. Garth had hooked up his receiver to his computer where he could see all the cameras he had placed in Clay’s apartment. Then he had his laptop linked to our big screen TV so the whole room could see whatever camera Garth selected on his laptop. Currently we weren’t receiving any transmission. Garth had me call Clay to clue him in on what we wanted to do. Clay got a little excited about trying out the equipment. He said he’d be home in a few minutes and would turn on the cameras for us.

“This is going to be so fucking cool,” Garth said, getting himself excited at the unveiling of his stakeout equipment. “Wo, looky here. I’m getting a feed from the tiny cam I gave Jake. He’s got it in place already,” Garth said, as he fine tuned it to pick up the sound also. “Damn, we can see the whole room from where he put it. Looks like he put it above the door jamb inside the room. Great spot. They’ll never see it there,” Garth commented.

“I know absolutely nothing about this, just so you all know. I was never here to witness any of this,” Cal made sure we all understood. We all chuckled.

“Damn, I can’t get over the resolution the camera has and the audio is fantastic also,” Cal commented.

“They are expensive little things, but I got a whole box of them for practically nothing,” Garth announced. Cal gave him a strange look. “Don’t ask,” Garth told Cal’s concerned face. Cal just shook his head.

Garth put the video on the big screen and turned up the audio. “You really ought to treat your roommate better than you have, Sam. You really hurt Stewart’s feelings. He’s a great guy and going to be rich someday working with us. He’s out of your league for sure now that you treated him so terribly,” Jake told Sam, as he and the guys gathered up Stewart’s stuff and started boxing it up.
 
Chapter 652 D

“Things got terribly out of hand this afternoon. Tell Stewart how sorry I am, and that I really didn’t mean for any of that to happen. I feel terrible it did. It was wrong, very wrong,” Sam replied.

“You’re right about it being very wrong. You and your idiot friends could have been arrested for what you did, fined and even been expelled from the university, it was that bad, just so you know you’d better never do anything like that again to anyone. Do you understand?” Jake asked him.

“I know, it was wrong, very wrong,” Sam replied, sitting on his bed in his underwear as he watched our guys pack things up. “All of you guys are friends of Stewart’s?” Sam asked.

“All of us and twenty more probably. We’re all shareholders in a large and fast-growing corporation that’s doing fantastic. The CNB is just one of the many entities. The new dorm being built is another one, and the new office building adjoining the CNB property belongs to us also. We recruited Stewart to become part of us, he was such a great guy. Never believed there would be idiots that would treat him like this as great a guy as he is,” Jake replied, laying it on thick.

“He is a great guy and he didn’t deserve what happened this afternoon. Like I said, things got out of hand, and kind of escalated before I realized what happened and how bad I treated my own roommate and friend. I like Stewart a lot,” Sam replied.

“Damn shame,” Jake said, shaking his head, as he continued packing things up. Sam looked terribly embarrassed.

“Great color resolution on the camera, Garth,” I commented. “You can see the red in his face and cheeks for how embarrassed he is.” We all chuckled, but it was true.

“Don’t forget his dirty clothes also,” Sam reminded the guys, as he got up and pulled out a canvas bag from the closet, Stewart’s makeshift hamper. As Sam pulled it out, he grabbed a pair of Stewart’s underwear out of the bag, telling Jake it was his and must have got in there by mistake. Stewart took notice of that.

“Those aren’t his. He never put any of his dirty clothes in my wash bag, and I certainly didn’t put any of his in there. Those are red, and he doesn’t have any red pairs. The fucker is stealing a pair of my dirty underwear. What the hell is he going to do with my underwear? Hell, those are the ones I’ve jerked off into also. What the fuck are you doing, Sam?” Stewart asked out loud.

“I’ll tell you what I’d do with them,” Dylan spoke up. “I’d smell them while I jerked off, unless he is totally straight.” We all laughed, but Dylan said he was serious. Stewart told Dylan that he thought Sam was totally straight. Dylan said not to be so sure, but we’d soon find out with our surveillance camera, just what Sam had in mind with Stewart’s stolen undies.

Sam didn’t have much to say as Jake, Terry and Johan gathered up all Stewart’s stuff. He sat on his bed rather quiet in just his athletic shorts without his shirt. “Sam has a nice chest,” Dylan told Stewart.

“Sam has nice everything,” Stewart replied, catching Dylan’s attention.

“Have you seen him naked?” Dylan asked. Stewart chuckled.

“All the time, Dylan. I’ve even seen him hard before. He has a damn nice dick too,” Stewart replied to Dylan’s amazement. Dylan asked him how he happened to catch him in an aroused state. Stewart chuckled. “I told Josh I came back to the room early from class one day and caught him buck naked, laying on his bed jerking off, right as he shot his load. He shot a big one too. He was pissed at me for having seen that. I told him it wasn’t that I tried to do it, he just happened to be doing it when I opened the door to the room. He was so embarrassed. He had a nice boner going on for sure. I guess you could say that was one of our unintended intimate moments,” Stewart replied. Dylan and Garth chuckled.

“So, what did you guys think you were doing when you harassed Stewart like you did, trying to humiliate him. Weren’t you two friends?” Jake asked Sam as he was packing up a box. Sam looked like he didn’t quite know how to answer that.

“I don’t know what we were thinking, but it wasn’t right. I don’t know. I guess when you live with someone for as long as we have this whole year and don’t really know them, things get to you over time and now that we’re at the end of the school year, things just kind of culminated, and I lost it. I really lost it, and I don’t know why really. It was stupid, just totally stupid. Stewart is a great guy and great friend. He didn’t deserve that. We just went too far, way too far. Tell him I’m sorry. I called and apologized, but I’m not sure he really accepted my apology. He’s probably still pissed, and has a right to be. I wish I could take it all back. I would if I could. I don’t want our friendship to end this way,” Sam replied.

“Buddy, I’d say it’s dead and gone at this point. Should have thought about how great your friendship was before you blew it all to pieces,” Jake told him.

“I know. I wish we would have talked more and gotten to really know one another. He always seemed a little odd which is why it was easy to make fun of him, I guess. Not that it was right, I’m saying. But I don’t know, it just kind of happened for stupid reasons,” Sam replied.

“Maybe in high school for simple minded people, but this is college now. You’re supposed to grow up. Stewart has. He’s fit into our group extremely well. Sounds like you and your buddies still have some maturing to do. Just because you have hair on your dick, doesn’t make you a man,” Jake told him.

“What did you say?” Sam asked, shocked Jake just said what he did.

“You heard me, and you know what I’m saying,” Jake replied. Sam shook his head.

“I think we have anything. If you find anything else of Stewart’s just text him and one of us will be by to pick it up,” Jake told Sam. Sam looked depressed.

“Stewart can come by also. We won’t harass him, I promise you that,” Sam replied. “I’d love to be able to tell him I’m sorry in person and to say goodbye to him.”

“I’ll tell him, but I’m not so sure he ever wants to see you again after the terrible way you treated him,” Jake replied. I looked over at Stewart, who looked sad.

“You okay, Stewart?” I asked, as we watched Jake, Terry and Johan carry everything out of the room. Stewart still looked sad.

“If only he’d been this nice when we were roommates. Things could have been a whole lot different for sure,” Stewart replied.

“Hindsight is 20/20. Sam had his chance to be a decent friend and his immaturity blew it. He lost a great friend over this,” I replied.

“You think he really is gay and was fighting the fact he deeply cared about me?” Stewart asked, thinking about what I said earlier. I shook my head, as if I had no idea.

We still had the camera on for Sam’s room while waiting for Clay to get things ready for us at his apartment. Sam just sat there on the bed for the longest time. He actually cried. That bothered Stewart, who started to feel sorry for him. I hugged Stewart, reminding him it was Sam’s fault he lost Stewart as a friend. Stewart said he knew, but felt bad for him anyway. I told him that was because he was a better person and cared about his friends. He guessed I was right. Clay called me and put me on speaker, saying he had everything ready to test. Garth switched his receiver over to pick up the signals coming from Clay’s apartment.

“Josh, I have to turn on the cameras from the microswitches in each of the rooms. I have the living area on now. Can you see me?” Clay asked. Damn if we didn’t see him in HD. I told him he was coming through loud and clear. Clay waved at us. Dylan told him to take his clothes off as we wanted to see if we could see his dick and ass clearly. I told Clay on the phone what Dylan requested. Clay shot him the finger, but then stripped to his briefs to see if we could see okay. He was in the bedroom by this time and had turned on the cameras in there. Garth said for him to wave his weenie at us to make sure we could see the good parts. Clay laughed when I told him that on the phone. “Just for you and Dylan, Garth,” Clay said, then pushed the waistband of his underwear down to expose his bush, dick and balls, then wagged them back and forth. Damn if you couldn’t see everything rather vividly in living color. Cheers went up from our group, including Stewart, who was much happier now that the business with Sam was all behind him. I told Clay everything looked great, maybe too great as it was making all of us horny. Clay laughed, having fun entertaining us. “I can’t hear you other than you on the phone, Josh. But this almost seems like and invasion of privacy. I’m going to have to remember if the cameras are on or not. Wait, let me get in the tub shower and see if you can see me there,” he said, then hurried off to his bathroom and stepped into the tub shower. We could see him in the shower the way that Garth positioned the cameras on the ceiling in an air vent. The picture coming through was amazing.
 
Chapter 652 E

“Clay, we can see everything. So if you and Kenny get it on the in shower, we’re going to see what the two of you are doing. Just so you know,” I told him. He looked stunned.

“Damn, I’m going to really have to remember to turn all this stuff off except when Kenny is coming,” Clay replied, which we could hear having audio and video. Then he slipped off his undies and mooned us in the bathtub. We all broke up, laughing. Clay turned on the water and got it warm, as if he was taking a shower. Then he got in the shower to see if the steam would affect the image.

“Nice try, Clay,” Garth said to us. “Steam won’t cloud the picture on this baby. I have state-of-the-art cameras for shower areas. While not really legal, they work, and who can tell the difference,” Garth commented. We all laughed.

“I definitely need to recruit you for the FBI, Garth,” Cal told him. “I can’t believe what you’ve done here. This is truly amazing.” Garth just smiled.

“Thanks for the show, Clay,” I told him on the phone. “Next time we want the triple X version with Kenny pounding your ass,” I chided. Clay laughed, saying unfortunately that’s probably what we would most likely see. Clay waved his dick back and forth a few more times, then slipped his briefs back on declaring the show was now over. He walked through each room, to make sure we had good vision of everything we might need to see. Garth was more than satisfied, as was Cal. I told him to come back over if he got lonely. He said he had to work the next few nights so, if Kenny didn’t show up tonight, he couldn’t for a few more nights. I asked him if he expected him anytime soon. Clay said he hadn’t heard from him so he didn’t really expect him to just show up. He said he’d call me if he found out otherwise, so we could be prepared.

“Clay, I’m still concerned about you being there by yourself. If you get scared or lonely, you come back over here or Jake and I will come and get you,” I told him.

“I should be fine, Josh. Everything seems normal so far. I mean, you can see everything in the whole apartment now. Garth even gave me a panic button that will turn all the cameras on at once and give you a blaring sound on your end which will alert you to check your screens. I couldn’t have a more sophisticated alarm system. The cops will be able to see everything. I mean, what we want to show them. I should clarify that,” Clay said, throwing in a little disclaimer at the end. We laughed, but knew what he was saying. I told him we loved him so for him to be cautious. He said he would, but did miss us. He told me he’d talk to me in the morning or call if something came up.

Jake, Terry and Johan walked in carrying Stewart’s stuff. Stewart told Jake he should have called, and we would have met them downstairs to help bring his stuff up. “We’ve got it all, all that we could find anyway,” Jake told Stewart, as the three of them made their way back to Clay’s bedroom, stacking the boxes on the floor. “Besides, you’d put on a hell of a show coming out to the Jeep in your undies,” Jake chided. Stewart told him he would have dressed to come help. Jake told him he was just kidding, making Stewart laugh.

“So were you guys able to get decent video of the room now that I put the camera up?” Jake asked. We all laughed.

“I’ll show you what we can see, Jake. You did a great job positioning the camera in just the right place. Check this out,” Garth told Jake, as we all watched the big screen for a live look at the room. “Oh shit. Well, would you look at that,” Garth said, as all our mouths dropped as we saw Sam stark naked on his bed jacking his hardon with Stewart’s briefs over his face, as he inhaled Stewart’s ball and dick musk scent.

“Damn, the boy is cute, but he’s even hotter naked,’ Jake commented as did Terry. “Damn nice dick too. Maybe we should have fucked him while we were there.

“Look at him work that dick. You go, boy,” Dylan commented, as if he was cheering him on. “Yeh, nice deep strokes. Work that big dick. He’s going for some precum. The boy’s a leaker. Nice precum flow from that suckable dick. Watching him is making me hard,” Dylan added, starting to rub his growing cock through his boxers. He was tenting. We were all getting hard watching Sam pleasure himself. “Oh gees, yeh lick that finger and tease your hole. Shit, would you look at that, he’s fingering his hole. You sure you never did anything with this guy, Stewart?” Dylan asked, looking up at Stewart for a brief second as all eyes were glued to Sam working his cock. Stewart said, ‘never’.

“The boy loves his dick. That’s for sure,” Cal commented. “He’s got a nice one too. Yeh, rub those smooth balls of yours,” Cal continued.

Watching Sam masturbate was getting us all hard in the process. It was like we were right there with him feeling what he was feeling, knowing what his every move felt like as if our own hand was around our swollen cocks. Sam was really working his dick, his body writhing in the process. His legs were trembling as he fisted his cock. He spread his legs, then brought them together again, then cupped his balls with his other hand as he furiously jacked his cock.

“He’s going to blow, guys. Here it comes, he’s gonna shoot,” Dylan said excitedly, as if he was coaching him on.

“WOW, look at that cum shot. He shot it over his head and all over his abs, and he’s still shooting. He must really miss you, Stewart. Damn, that’s hot,” Jake commented. “Garth can you play that back and in slow motion? We’ve got to see that cum shot again.”

“I can play it frame by frame if you want it that way and give you still shots also,” Garth replied, to our amazement. “Damn, that boy made a mess of himself. Would love to be there to lick it off him,” Garth commented. I think we all had the same idea. I looked at Stewart to see his reaction to watching his ‘forbidden to touch’ straight roommate blow one hell of a load with Stewart’s cummed up undies on his face, inhaling the most intimate of Stewart’s scents. Stewart looked visibly moved by what he saw. Not only that, but he was rock hard from seeing this unfolding before him.

“Stewart, I hate to say it, but I think our earlier discussion about Sam’s motives might be true. It appears he does really care about you, more than he could ever bring himself to admit to himself. I really think he was terribly hung up on you from the looks of what we just witnessed,” I told Stewart. Stewart hung his head.

“If only I would have known. If he could have just confided in me, things could have been a whole lot different for us this year, much better than probably either of us even dreamed of, instead of what happened,” Stewart replied.

Garth was ready to turn the camera off, when the last thing we saw was Sam crying after his spectacular orgasm we all witnessed. I told Garth to shut it off. Stewart had suffered enough today and didn’t need to feel bad witnessing that. Garth knew what I meant, and quickly flipped it off.

“Well, guys we have everything set up we need, it looks like. Garth, you did a fantastic job and, Jake, you Terry and Johan were a huge help tonight also in more ways than one. I think we’re good to go,” I said, somewhat excited.

“Somehow you guys have to get that camera out of Sam’s room before it gets discovered by someone that shouldn’t know it’s there,’ Cal told us. “I know you had your fun tonight, and learned more about what was going on in this Sam guy’s mind that he treated Stewart like he did. Honestly, the guy needs some help discovering who he really is so he can go on with his life happily, and not be depressed living his life one way and wanting another. Personally, I wouldn’t want you guys to get involved, but you do need to get the camera out of there. If that were to be discovered and traced back to Garth over time, there could be dire consequences for everyone involved. This camera business is great technology, but it can have an adverse effect also if used the wrong way. This was definitely used the wrong way tonight. I know it was for your own edification, but it’s a total invasion of privacy, for which you can get in a lot of trouble if the wrong people found out about it,” Cal explained.

“Heard you loud and clear. Yes, we shouldn’t have done it, but we will rectify the situation soon,” Garth replied. “Stewart, do you still have your key to your room?” Garth asked. Stewart told him he did, as he’d have to turn it into housing in another week when he was originally going to leave school and go home. “I suggest you figure out a time to drop by when Sam isn’t there and retrieve our little bug above the door jamb,” Garth suggested. Stewart said that Sam was always gone on Wednesday mornings, so he'd get it in the morning along with his red undies with Sam’s cum on them now. He said he figured Sam owned him that much since it was his undies anyway. We all agreed.

“Well, I’ve had enough excitement for one night,” Cal commented, stretching his arms giving us a nice view of his hairy pits and well-defined chest. The boy was definitely a fit, good-looking guy. His asshole was nice on Lucky’s and my dick also. For a brief moment, I wondered what it would feel like one-on-one with him in a more intimate setting. He had to be hot. I pushed that though aside.

“Oh the wonders of modern technology,” Will said, shaking his head at everything he witnessed tonight.
 
Chapter 652 F

“Your boyfriend coming over tonight?” I asked Will. Will chuckled.

“Not tonight. I might have to do what that Sam guy just did to get rid of a little horniness,” Will chided. I told him there was always us. He just chuckled, saying he needed to rest up for tomorrow night as his boyfriend was spending the night then, and he was sure he probably wouldn’t get much sleep. Knowing the nights I spent with Forest, I believed Will was right on the mark.

Will, Cal, Terry and Johan got dressed to leave. I gave them all a kiss except for Cal. When I hugged Cal, he whispered in my ear, “you can fuck me, but you can’t kiss me? What the shit is that all about?” I chuckled, shaking me head. He had a point.

With all our guests out the door, Dylan grabbed Garth. “Bedtime, buddy. We need to work off a little sexual frustration,” Dylan told Garth. Garth got all excited.

“Hey, you did well, Garth. It’s amazing what all you were able to do today. We might have gone a little too far, bugging Sam’s room, but at least Stewart was able to find out the real Sam now. Not sure how that’s settling with him, but at least he knows,” I told Garth privately.

“He was visually moved, Josh. He might need a little TLC tonight, if you know what I mean,” Garth suggested. I winked at him, telling him that Jake and I had this. He smiled, then ran off to have sex with Dylan. Those two were something else.

“Stewart, you want a shower with Jake and me?” I asked him. He looked like he wasn’t too sure. “Come on, let’s get you a nice massaging shower and make you feel better, relieve some of the tension of today. You’ve had a rough day for sure,” I told him. He seemed open to whatever we wanted to do at this point. “You okay?” I asked, as I put my arm around his waist as we walked to the shower.

“I guess so, Josh. I don’t know what to make of Sam. I just wish he could have been honest with me about his feelings instead of treating me like dirt. He was horrible, when all the time he acted like he didn’t like me. I mean we got along okay for the most part, but he continually teased me and harassed me, not being mean until today, then it all came out,” Stewart replied.

“His own feelings scared him, and instead of talking to you, he blamed you for his own feelings he didn’t think he could live with, thus he lashed out at you,” I replied. Stewart shook his head.

“Why do guys have to make their feelings so complicated. Why can’t they just tell you what they feel and be done with it, let the chips fall where they may?” he asked. I smiled at him.

“Well, until today, you never let him know you were gay, so maybe he was afraid of what you might think of him if you knew he really cared about you. His teasing was to try to get your attention which didn’t work. Thinking he was losing you for good, he gave up and lashed out, which hurt him even more finding out you were gay all along, and he never got to experience anything with you. I know it’s complicated, but human emotions are not always the easiest to understand. We get our hearts broken occasionally, and don’t always know how we’re going to react when it happens. That’s just life,” I replied. Stewart hugged me. I held him for a few moments, as Jake joined in with us trying to comfort him. Then we slid his briefs off, exposing the rest of his hot naked body, dropping our own briefs in the process. Stewart was rock hard, his penis standing straight out. He tried to cover himself at first. I pulled his hands back. “Hey, don’t cover up that beautiful body. Be proud of the way you look, Stewart. Dude, you’re hot,” I told him, making him smile.

“I’ve never felt so wonderful as I do around you guys. You’ve made my future look fantastic, and I am so grateful to all of you. Riley is a flat-out idiot for not loving all you guys,” Stewart remarked.

“Oh, I think he loves Josh, but knows he can’t have him, so he’s frustrated and only wants shallow relationships, nothing meaningful because he doesn’t know how to handle them. You, on the other hand, are going to be well loved,” Jake told him, as the three of us stepped naked into the showers.
 
Fantastic chapter FT. I enjoyed reading it from beginning to end then read it again!!

Stewart is such a nice guy that even being treated the way he was Stewart still wouldn't press charges against Sam and his idiot friends for what they did. Stewart on the other hand is going to be rewarded with love from Josh and Jake.

Garth with Dylans' help outdid themselves with the placement of cameras and listening devices they installed in Clay's apartment. They even impressed Cal with their setup.

We learned so much but need to learn much more in the next installment.

FT, please don't set any kind of deadline on yourself. We, your loyal group of readers, would continue to read your story reguardless. We are that committed to this story!!

I'm excited for the next installment to find out how Stewart enjoyed being loved by both Josh and Jake.

Brian
 
This was an excellent chapter, FT. I loved it. As you warned us, there was a lot of human emotion involved. But, just as in real life, the chapter presented us with layers of emotion, not just a simple situation.

Like Josh, we felt angry with Sam and his friends, and really sympathetic towards Stewart. Josh's caring, nurturing nature kicked in immediately, and he comforted Stewart and took action. I must admit I was uneasy about the surveillance camera the boys set up in Sam's room – I felt the violation of his privacy was unjustified and a bad idea – but of course it served the purpose of showing that Josh's guess about Sam was spot-on.

And then I felt a bit for Sam. Of course, his bullying of Stewart was inexcusable, but we were seeing a young guy struggling with his emotions, attracted to another boy, and unable to express his feelings, probably because of his upbringing and the macho expectations he felt he had to live up to. And now he knows Stewart is gay, and that Stewart never wants to see him again. His tears were probably about both regret at missed opportunity and remorse at how he treated the object of his attraction. Don't know if you've finished with Sam as a character, FT, but I'd like to think there's the possibility of redemption for him. He is hot, after all! Maybe he could have an awakening over summer break and come back to Uni a new man, and on our team.

Like Brian, I'm keen to read about how Josh and Jake make Stewart feel loved, so I'm really looking forward to the next chapter, whenever you can get it done.

Cheers, HF
 
Brain and HF expressed the elements of this chapter with heart. I thoght this was a very powerful chapter, FT. There was a lot of heart in this chapter and different levels of emotion both good and bad. I wanted to hate Sam for what he did to Stewart, thinking he was a macho asshole and gaybasher. By the end of the chapter I felt sorry for him and some compassion also. He did try to apologize, but he couldn't be honest at the time about his true feelings for Stewart. Stewart knows who he is, and is actively seeking others of like mind. Sam has the same feelings but doesn't understand why. He thinks he has to lash out at those that do. Like HF, I hope there is more to Sam than what just happened. I have a sneaky feeling that Stewart is a thoughtful person like Josh in a way. Stewart saw Sam torn up over what happened and knows that Sam cares about him, only can't find the right way to show it at the moment. Maybe Stewart can be of help to Sam, helping him find his way to happiness also. I'd love to see some kind of positive resolution to Sam and Stewart's relationship even if it's only for them to remain good friends with an understanding between the two of them. In the meantime, like HF and Brian, I'd love to read about the loving Stewart's going to get from Josh and Jake.

Great setup at Clay's apartment. Cal was definitely impressed. Now we need a visit from Kenny to make it all work. Clay had fun teasing the boys also during the test. This should be good.

FT, all of your loyal readers will be here when you give us another chapter. This story has probably reached cult status at this point. We're all hooked, hating the thought of this story ever ending unless there's a sequel to it. It's hard to imagine you've kept us entertained almost 7 years now. These guys have become a part of our lives already. Keep them alive and well for all of us to enjoy whenever you can share their experiences with us. Hang in there. BC
 
Couldn't have said it better than Brian, HF and BC. I hope we get to hear something more from Sam and maybe about some help going his way.

Can't wait for what's next :corn:

As always, great work (y) so keep it coming FT, keep it cumming (y)
 
Well, I'm a day later than I wanted to be, but better late than never. Thanks for all your support in telling me to post when I can and not try to go crazy trying to meet deadlines. The writing goes much easier when I don't stress over deadlines, for sure. Posting takes a lot more time also, in that I have to figure out segments of less than 10,000 characters including characters and spaces, plus everything double spaces which i have to correct after pasting each segment. Not an easy deal anymore. Sometimes the process of posting takes over 30 minutes I'm sad to say. At least we can make it work, which is a good thing. Maybe one day we can get this fixed. Here's hoping.

So we learned all about Sam in this last chapter and how his hostilities to Stewart were really his own inner anger at himself for caring about Stewart. This next chapter shows Stewart how much love can make a difference in one's life, then moves on to daily routines and the fun to be had with that. I hope you enjoy this next chapter and I'll get back to you when I can. Until then, have a great rest of the week and please stay Healthy, Safe and Happy. Huggs, FT
 
Chapter 663 – Showing Some Love and Where Is The Investigation?

At the start of Jake’s and my sensuous shower with Stewart, I could tell he was still deep in thought about what he witnessed with Sam, wondering what their relationship could have been, had the two just been honest with one another about their feelings. That frame of thought was short lived, however, when Jake and I boned him up something fierce. Stewart became putty in our hands as we ran our soapy hands all over his hot, wet naked body exploring every crook and cranny of his hot bod and probing his dreamy asshole. My dick was so hard thinking about being invited inside him to breed. Stewart had a small tight ass, buns of steel it seemed like. He was perfectly shaped in a very masculine hard body image, but not outlandish, just perfect for loving and fucking, I had to believe, much like many of your friends. His cock was just a tad shorter than Jake’s and mine, but seemingly perfect for deep throating and sucking. He had some nice full balls hanging below that stiff rod of his, egg shaped with one a tad lower than the other. His nuts were mostly hairless with a few hairs here and there to remind you he was natural and all man. He had somewhat of a hairy taint, which made my dick throb all the more. His asshole was just perfect, adorned with just the right amount of hair to make it damn interesting and to tease your tongue as it probed and worshipped his delicious hole. Jake and I had Stewart almost begging for release before we even got him out of the shower. Jake was sucking his cock while I rimmed his asshole mercilessly. We had his wet naked body writhing between us as we relentlessly and sensuously molested him in almost every possible way. I think he was somewhat relieved to have the showers turned off, then dried off by Jake and me, still not cutting him any slack.

“You guys are relentless. I’ve never felt anything like what you did to my asshole. I never knew that area could be so sensitive and hot. That’s almost too crazy. Unbelievable!” Stewart remarked, after we passed him back and forth between Jake and me, kissing him passionately.

“You want us to stop?” I teasingly asked.

“Oh, this is way over the top from anything I ever dreamed of. I just hope my balls can keep up with all this passion. You guys are unbelievable, but I so love it, and I so need it,” Stewart replied. Jake and I drug his naked, horned up body to the bedroom and threw him on the bed. From there we took turns licking his asshole and sucking on his cock. Stewart didn’t hold back either, grabbing and sucking our dicks and balls when he could, sampling our precum and trying to get his tongue to our assholes to see what a great feeling it was since he’d been on the receiving end. He finally begged us to fuck his ass. Jake gave me the honors first, as he held up Stewart’s legs to give my cock access to his highly moistened asshole, courtesy of my tongue. I parted the hairs around that beautiful orifice and slid the head of my penis just inside him, giving him a moment to adjust to my girth. It took his breath away, but he begged for it all. I slowly slid inside him, his warm slick ass inviting me in, wrapping my penis in the warmth and love of his body. I thought he was going to cry at first, as he brought my lips to his for a tongue battle in our mouths. Then he abruptly let me go as he grabbed Jake’s precum dripping cock and sucked it down. I could see the look of pleasure on Jake’s face as Stewart took Jake’s cock deep in his mouth and throat. I started off with a slow rhythm, plunging my cock balls deep inside Stewart. They were loving strokes. Stewart was writhing below me, his cock slinging precum as my dick slid in and out of him. He was tight, just right to make you feel like your dick wanted to explode with every thrust. The whole process was over almost as fast as it got started, with Stewart convulsing below me, then blowing a huge load all over Jake’s abs and pubes, as Jake straddled his face while he held his legs for me. Once he finished his ejaculation, he felt lifeless below us.

“You okay?” I had to ask him, as I bent down and gave him a tender kiss on the lips. He had tears in his eyes. I started to pull out of him, but he stopped me.

“Stay inside me, Josh. You feel so good there. I never dreamed something like this could be as intense and meaningful as it is. I’m blown away,” Stewart told us as he tried to get his breath.

“You’ve had sex before, Stewart. You had sex with Riley,” I reminded him, thinking that had to be pretty hot. Stewart grinned.

“That was almost anonymous sex, Josh. I really didn’t know him like I know you guys now. It makes a difference when you really admire and care about someone who shares your body to make love. Plus, I have to admit, this is the first time I’ve had a dick in my ass and someone to make love to me like you did, Josh. This was a whole new experience for me,” Stewart confessed.

“Wo, you weren’t that tight, Stewart. You sure?” I asked him.

“I’ve used a dildo before, breaking myself in hoping to have anal sex with someone sometime, but never had until tonight. I love it. It’s fantastic!” he replied, excitedly. I shook my head.

“You think I was good inside you, wait until Jake taps that hot ass of yours,” I chided. Stewart smiled, looking up at Jake.

“I can hardly wait to feel you also, Jake. I only topped Riley. That felt great but this feels even better,” Stewart replied smiling.

“So what kind of male sexual experiences have you had before you topped Riley?” I asked, curiously. Stewart smiled.

“Handjobs mostly with a little oral cocksucking and ball licking, mainly. I had one friend in high school who spent the night with me and we experimented a little, but that didn’t last long. Once he got his girlfriend to suck him then let him fuck her, I was soon forgotten. It almost killed me, when he dumped me for his girlfriend. I knew then and there that I was gay, because all I thought about was his cock and how great it felt in my mouth. He’d only jack my dick and feel my balls for me, but he did let me suck him one or two times. He said that felt fantastic. I knew it had to. Once I got to college, I tried to find someone to experience male sex with, but was too scared at first. Then the urges, seeing Sam naked half the time and his teasing antics with me, drove me to try to hook up with someone on Grindr. I thought I had it made when Riley and I finally hooked up. He was great at first, while that lasted, then blew me away after that. I am so glad I found you guys. My life changed entirely overnight,” Stewart explained. Jake and I gave him more kisses to let him know he was loved finally. I sucked the rest of his cum from his limp cock, bringing it back to life in the process.

“Someone’s hard again,” I teased, jacking his cock playfully.

“Oh that feels so good, Josh,” Stewart said, as he reached up and started jacking Jake’s cock and then mine, which had gone limp and slipped from his asshole. We had three cocks rigid and back in service in no time. “Why do dicks feel so great?” he asked. “I could hold onto your dicks forever and worship them. I just love being naked with you guys and totally free to show you how much I love you physically anyway we want to. I’m telling you, this is the greatest feeling in the world.” We traded more passionate kisses with him, getting is libido fired up once again.

“Can you fuck me too, Jake?” Stewart asked. Jake broke out in a huge smile, telling Stewart he was more than happy to oblige. Stewart rolled over then got up on all fours. “I’ve always wondered what this would feel like,” he told us, his ass inviting Jake’s dick inside him. Jake lined up behind him and slapped Stewart’s hole with the end of his rock-hard cock, giving Stewart a real thrill. Stewart gasped with the pleasure. Jake spit on Stewart’s hole then worked the head of his cock inside him. Stewart gasped and moaned again, showing a brief glimpse of pain at first which quickly changed to an intense pleasurable smile, as the full length of Jake’s cock disappeared inside him. “Oh, this is just too fantastic,” Stewart uttered. Jake slapped Stewart’s hard ass cheek with smack. Stewart chuckled. “Seen that in pornos but never knew what it felt like. Kind of kinky, but kind of fun,” Stewart exclaimed. Jake and I chuckled. “Yeh, fuck me, Jake. Fuck me harder,” Stewart commanded. Jake stepped up the assault on Stewart’s ass, getting him all worked up, his cock rock hard beneath him. I slid underneath him, and sucked on his cock, working the head of his penis between my lips and tongue, driving him half crazy. It was only moments then until he filled my mouth with his ball liquid. “Oh, Josh, so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that, but it just happened,” Stewart apologized, as he shook from his second intense orgasm. I kissed him passionately. Jake backed out of him saying he was going to cum. “Give me your load, Jake. Shoot it on me. I want to taste both of you. I love the taste and smell of cum,” Stewart begged. Jake had no problem at all pointing his hard cock towards Stewart’s face and giving him a nice facial. Stewart chuckled, asking for a mirror to see what he looked like. I grabbed my phone and shot a picture of Jake’s cum running down his face. I scooped some of it up with my fingers and fed it to him. He lapped it up like crazy. “Josh, you didn’t cum yet. You have to catch up,” he urged.

“How about we get your cock good and hard, and you stick it in me?” I suggested. Stewart grinned.

“Okay, by me, but yours felt better in me for sure, you and Jake. I mean, that was crazy hot,” Stewart replied.
 
Chapter 663 - B

“Hey, it’s good to be versatile. That way everyone gets to enjoy themselves. I think you’re going to be good at it too, Stewart,” I told him, giving him another passionate kiss, watching him want to melt with our attention. I rolled over on my back and spread my legs, lifting my ass some. I told him to lick my ass. He cautiously approached my ass with his face as I spread my cheeks apart, revealing my hole to him. Cautiously, he went in with his tongue and gently licked around my hole at first, up my semi-hairy taint, then over my balls. I had to admit, it felt hot. Then he swirled his tongue around the perimeter of my hole, then boldly went for the center, thrusting his tongue at it, teasing me senseless in the process. It felt great.

“Oh, guys, this isn’t bad at all. It’s so intimate in a way. Wow, I think I love doing this,” Stewart replied. I had Jake lay down beside me and raise his legs, telling Stewart to rim Jake’s hole also. Stewart took turns licking each of our holes, jacking the other’s meat while he attacked the other’s asshole with his tongue. “This makes me so hard, guys. Looks like it got you guys hard too,” Stewart commented, noting our stiff cocks as he played with them. I told him to get a little more aggressive with his tongue. He really got into it then, doing a fine good job of rimming on both of us.

“Okay, stick that dick of yours inside me and show me how you love me,” I urged. Stewart assumed the position and slapped my hole with the head of his penis, then spit on my hole as he tenderly slid the head of his penis inside my ass. I sighed, as he entered me. He looked down at me with a loving look. “Oh, Stewart, you feel so damn good already. Now give me all of you,” I urged desperately, as if I needed all of him right now. I could feel my body welcome his penis inside me. He felt so damned good. Our eyes met as our bodies melded together, along with our lips. We were definitely one for sure. Stewart began thrusting his cock, cautiously at first, until I told him he could pound me a little harder. He stepped up his rhythm, his balls slapping against my ass cheeks. I sighed and moaned feeling him drill my ass. Jake reached over and started stroking my cock. I leaned over and kissed him passionately. “Stewart, pull your cock out of me and shove it in Jake so he can feel you also,” I told him. Stewart looked a little disappointed at first, then smiled and did as I asked. “Jake wants to feel your love also,” I assured him. He smiled big time.

“Yeh, give me some of that nice dick of yours,” Jake begged. Stewart was only too happy to oblige, moving over from me to line up with Jake. I hated it when he pulled out of me, but we needed to give him the full experience of a threesome. It was a hell of a way to break the kid in, but I thought we might as well take advantage of the situation. Jake was moaning and sighing along with Stewart. I could tell Stewart was in another world, he was so into what was going on. I reached over and jerked Jake’s cock while Stewart plunged his cock in and out of Jake’s sweet ass. I got up my knees and ran my hand over Stewart’s hard ass, feeling his muscles expand and contract as they plunged his dick deep into Jake’s ass.

“I’m getting close, Stewart. Switch back to Josh again,” Jake suggested. Stewart leaned in and kissed Jake, then slid his hard cock out of Jake’s ass and moved back over to me again, my ass back in place and my legs lifted. He lined up his cock with my hole and slid back inside me again. I sighed.

“Damn, Stewart, you have a hot cock,” I told him, somewhat exciting him to step up his breeding. I was ready to shoot in no time, with Jake jacking his cock as Stewart fucked my ass. Jake let up on his stroking as Stewart went in for a kiss, our lips and mouths locked together in passion as our loins shook and I shot my load between our two bodies embraced with intense passion. I could feel Stewart want to pull out of me, as I wrapped my legs around his tight ass and held him to me, feeling a fleeting burst of warmth, as whatever sperm he had left, shot inside me as he let out some kind of guttural groan, his balls releasing his seed for the third time tonight. Jake jumped behind Stewart as the two of us were still locked together and slid his cock back inside Stewart, finishing off his second load inside him. The three of us were one for a brief few moments. As their cocks subsided and slipped out of their love holes, we all fell on our backs beside one another, Stewart between Jake and me.

“WOW, that was the most fantastic experience I’ve ever had. Unbelievable!” Stewart almost yelled out, he was so excited. “I think my balls hurt, but it’s a good hurt,” he said, reaching down and rubbing his balls some, making Jake and I chuckle. “Never in my wildest of dreams did I believe this could be so wonderful. What I did with Riley was just child’s play. This was more like it,” Stewart remarked.

“So you think you really do like this then?” I asked, knowing full well the answer he was going to give me.

“Oh, Josh, it couldn’t get any better than this,” he replied.

“I don’t know, maybe you and Colt can top this almost every night,” I suggested.

“I don’t think that could ever happen, although it’d be great if it could be done,” he replied. I gave him a rather passionate kiss. He sighed afterwards. “I have to pinch myself to make myself know this is real and it really happened,” he told us.

“You’re going to get lots of practice at this, Stewart. You are going to be loved by so many guys,” I assured him.

“I only want to be loved by those that want to love me. No more strangers anymore, as I know now what it’s like to be loved, not just make love. No more of that kind of sex when you can have something real,” Stewart replied. Jake and I both smothered him with kisses, until he couldn’t take it anymore, so we let him relax. “You guys are crazy, but so awesome. I couldn’t have found better friends ever,” he told us.

“So, what you saw of Sam this evening, does that bother you any?” I asked him, as we settled down and just playfully caressed him.

“I guess in a way it does, if I’m to be honest about it. I mean I wish to hell he could have given me some sort of indication he had an interest in me other than just a plain friendship. I mean he was okay most of the time, but I never got the indication he wanted to be close friends, let alone possible intimate friends. He never gave me any indication he had any interest in sex. He teased me with it constantly, but after catching him fucking his girlfriend a few times where he made a big issue of it to explain how he fucked her silly and she loved his dick, I never suspected he had any interest in me. The times he laid naked on top of me, and dry humped me, I took as just grab ass playing around. It really got to me tonight to see him crying as if he lost the best friend he ever had in this world. I just wish he could have talked to me. Instead, he treated me like shit, he and his friends, and he egged them on. I think you might be right, Josh. He must have had feelings for me other than just friendship and once he found out I was gay and there were possibilities for a deeper friendship, he fought it the only way he knew how. Thus, he got angry with me for making him, possibly love me and wanting a physical relationship with me. I don’t know. I may never know,” Stewart explained.

“Would it be worth sitting down and confronting him with what you might think? I mean, would you even want to or just pass it off as his loss?” I asked. Stewart thought about it.

“I don’t know what I’d want to do, really. I mean it never really entered my mind that there could ever possibly be a physical relationship between the two of us. I have to admit, I was half tempted to lick his dick when he dragged his dick and balls over my face when he’d dry hump me in bed. At least I got to see him up close and personal in that department. I didn’t complain too bad because I secretly hoped he’d keep doing it. I mean the boy is nicely hung and all. Still, I never dreamed anything physical between the two of us ever entered his mind or mine. I just don’t get it. Oh well, I may never know what made him act like he did,” Stewart replied.

“Kind of strange, but yet, kind of hot in a way, a straight guy that had the hots for you. Interesting to say the least. Well, if you run into him and find out anything more, be sure and update us,” I told him. Jake even said it was crazy weird but interesting nonetheless.

I reached down and fondled his balls. “Oh, that feels so nice, Josh. Just lying here with you guys and able to touch one another in ways I never dreamed possible, is just the greatest ever, not to mention the hot sex we just had. I can’t believe it really happened and promises to happen more often in the very near future. I’m just ecstatic,” Stewart said, rather excitedly.

“I just wanted to squeeze your balls to see if they were empty or not, and if you needed another round,” I teased. He sighed.

“I think they dried up on the last shoot, but my dick doesn’t know any better,” Stewart replied, noticing his cock was at full mast again. I gently stroked it a few times very tenderly. He just sighed, saying this was just the greatest night of his life.
 
Chapter 663 - C

“I don’t know about you guys, but I need some sleep,” Jake said, as he leaned over Stewart to kiss me goodnight.

“I’m with you, love,” I replied. “Stewart, if you need more, we’re just going to have to get some sleep first and continue this later,” I told him.

“I’m out for the count. Do I need to go sleep on the couch or something?” he asked, as I got up out of bed to get some wipes to clean him up some, especially his face.

“Nope, you’re going to sleep with us tonight unless it bothers you to be this close to two naked guys that love making love to you,” I chided.

“Oh, tell me I’m not just dreaming this,” Stewart pleaded. I chuckled.

We pretty much cleaned up Jake at the time he took a direct shot of Stewart’s load, but I took the liberty of cleaning him some more, just to tease his cock and balls, making him chuckle, and accuse me of trying to molest him. Stewart got the biggest kick out of that. I only made things worse with Stewart when I wiped his cock and balls, then teased his asshole some, cleaning up that area. He was bone hard once more. I kissed his dick, telling it goodnight. I crawled in bed beside him, then threw my arms over him and spooned him. He held my arms with his hands, totally content and happy. We soon fell asleep.

Getting Jake up the next morning was always a chore, but we finally pulled him and his hard morning wood out of bed and drug him to the showers. Zach and Brady had to get in on scrubbing Stewart down along with Jake and me. Stewart was overwhelmed and horned up with the all the physical attention he was getting. We told him we gave Colt the same attention, so the two of them could compare notes when they finally got together. Stewart said he knew he just died and went straight to Heaven when he met us.

As we got dressed and had breakfast, I reminded Stewart to go by and get the camera from his dorm room so it wouldn’t be discovered by someone that should never know about it. He said he definitely would.

We had a light morning as there wasn’t much going on in the classrooms until finals next week. We basically had the whole day off on Thursday and most of Friday also. We did have a briefing session for Marketing this morning so we met Rod at the SU for coffee beforehand.

“So you’re taking my boy away from date night on Friday night to meet with your Key West contractor?” Rod asked, as if he wasn’t happy about it. I chuckled.

“I think that was his idea, not ours. I’m letting him do what he wants to do on this project. I’m not forcing him to do anything,” I replied. Rod shook his head.

“Sometimes I think he’s more in love with you than he is with Sue, only I know he’s straight. Sorry about that, Josh,” Rod teased. Only I knew better, but kept that to myself.

“Hey, I have plenty of friends to love physically and the other half of me, so I don’t need any more love from others, other than just friendship,” I replied, shooting back at him.

“You mean if I came to you naked and told you to fuck me, you’d pass?” Rod asked teasingly.

“You need better equipment than what you have to get into my bed,” I teased. He acted totally offended and hurt. “Just teasing, but I know you better than that. I would assume you had something wrong with you if you ever did anything like that. I’d take you to a doctor or have Doc Wayne complete a psychoanalysis on you to find out what went wrong in that brain of yours,” I teasingly replied. He shook his head.

“My equipment isn’t good enough for you,” he said, disappointedly. “Mary Ann thinks it’s fine, but it’s not up to par with what you need to be happy?” he asked, looking very confused.

“Hey, not that I don’t love you as a friend, but I don’t look at you that way, Rod. You’re my friend, and I love you, but not physically. You’re more like a brother to me, not a sexual object by any means,” I told him. Jake said the same thing.

“Damn, if I can’t even interest a gay guy, what the hell?” he said, somewhat offended.

“Sorry, but you’re just not my type. Even gay guys have types they like or don’t like, just like you with girls. There are some you’re attracted to and some you’re not. Same with gay guys, Rod,” I replied.

“But you’d jump in bed with Tyler in a heartbeat,” he protested. I shrugged my shoulders.

“Not necessarily because he’s straight also. Trying to seduce a straight guy is like a waste of time. I mean it’s kind of fun to do, but you both know it’s not going anywhere, that’s why it’s just fun to tease, because it’s totally innocent and harmless,” I replied.

“Sometimes I wonder if it’s innocent and harmless. The way he looks at you, Josh, makes me wonder sometimes,” Rod replied. I just laughed.

Marketing was fast and sweet. Ty introduced us to the new Marketing professor that would be joining him for the fall semester in order to expand the program. It didn’t help that he was young and very good looking. His name was Jefferson. He was a grad student also, but far behind Ty, hoping that Ty could help him gain this doctorate faster by letting him lead the sophomore class next year while Ty would maintain the juniors. We were all excited the program was expanding. After class, Ty introduced Jeff, as he preferred we call him, to our group, Mary Ann included. Mary Ann appeared to have the hots for him right off the bat, distressing Rod to no end.

“Josh, Jake, Trevor, Andy, Blake and Thad are the ones I told you about that are part of Stoney Enterprises, the owners of the dormitory we marketed this year as our project, thanks to these guys and Josh and Jake especially, who are the CEO and COO respectfully. Not only that, but we have a new property to market for them for next year’s subject, along with a couple of other smaller companies that aren’t part of the Stoney Enterprises family,” Ty explained. Jeff shook all our hands, telling us he’d heard nothing but great things about the program this year, and was excited to be part of it for next year. “We’ll be doing some joint ventures together so we can expand the learning base next semester. We might work on parallel projects in both camps to see who comes up with the best programs, the juniors or sophomores. Jeff will have his hands full the first semester like we did this year, explaining all the methodology and approach to designing a top-notch marketing plan, then putting it into place and running it. Our class will jump head first into the next project, maybe the smaller ones first, then look at your Grand Victorian,” Ty explained.

“Hey, welcome to the best marketing program offered by any university in the country, Jeff. You’ll love it here at Uni,” I told him, welcoming him to our somewhat exclusive club.

“Thanks, Josh. I’ve heard nothing but great things about you, your group and your company. That is a major accomplishment in itself. I want to see your new office building sometime when you have some time. I hear it’s quite nice. I’ve been following along with your work here in Ty’s class this semester, and I have to say, I’m just overly excited you guys are able to turn out such great work in such a short period of time. You really did some great work this semester, rivaling some of the best marketing agencies in the country. Let’s just say that Ty’s thesis, which I’ve had the honor of reading, is most impressive and your work this semester bears it out. I was blown away. I practically begged for this assignment just to be close to this fantastic program. I heard one of your guys quit OSU at the last minute to become part of this experimental program and never looked back,” Jeff said, looking at Blake when he raised his hand, signifying it was him that made the move. “So you were the one, Blake. Any misgivings about the program, or regrets you left OSU?” Jeff asked. Blake said he’d never been happier, both with his education and in his personal life. “See, you got the bug like me. It’s a fantastic program and I couldn’t be happier being a part of it. Speaking of that, Ty tells me that you have a bar here in town that he did a lot of research in. I’ll have to stop by sometime and have you show me around and explain the dynamics of how the place became so popular,” Jeff commented.

“Be happy to do that, and the drinks are on us when that happens,” I replied.

“All the more reason to stop by. This could become my favorite watering hole,” Jeff chided. I told him I hoped it would be.

Jeff and Ty took off, saying they had a meeting to go to with the dean of the business school, but they’d see us soon. “Okay, Jeff just oozed male hotness,” Mary Ann commented as if she was in heat.

“Easy there, Em. I mean, come on. He’s a grad student, and how do you know he’s not on Josh’s team anyway? Don’t you always say the good ones are all on Josh’s team?” Rod asked, complaining.

“I have a hunch, this one loves pussy. The law of averages says he has to, as there’s been too many on Josh’s team lately. Speaking of which, how’s that FBI agent friend of yours?” Mary Ann asked. I had to chuckle, considering I just fucked his ass on Monday night and knew he loved it.

“He’s fine. All business you know. I have seen him naked before, just so you know. He’s fine there also, in case you were wondering,” I joked. Mary Ann rolled her eyes.

“How did you get him naked so quickly? You didn’t have sex with him, did you?” she asked concerned. I laughed, but didn’t answer her. “Seriously, how could you have possibly seen him naked?” she asked again.

“He came to our skinny-dipping party on Sunday at the house and skinny dipped along with the rest of us,” I explained. Mary Ann looked right at Rod.

“Don’t look at me,” he said, rather quickly.
 
Chapter 663 -D

“Didn’t you guys go to that get-together at their house on Sunday also, the one you always spend Sunday evenings at so we can’t do anything?” Em asked. Rod looked like he wanted to run and hide. He gulped.

“It was just swimming and a dinner, Em, nothing crazy,” Rod tried to explain.

“Well, were you guys skinny dipping also?” she asked Rod. Rod rolled his eyes.

“It was all very innocent, just fun, that’s all it was,” he tried to explain.

“I don’t get it at all. I think we girls should be invited to swim naked with you guys especially if Josh is naked too and that FBI guy. I’d love to see him naked,” Mary Ann stated.

“Those parties aren’t always naked, Em, it was just this one time because of their new pool they just opened. It’s one hell of a pool too, like I told you,” Rod tried to explain to her, but she still seemed miffed.

“We’ll talk about this later and your future involvement in these activities,” she said rather firmly. Rod looked at me shaking his head, mothing, ‘thanks a lot’ for spilling the beans on the party. I just smiled.

“Hey, Em, Rod is right. It was all very innocent. You know nothing happened otherwise, because your dear sweet boyfriend is so straight and in love with you, he couldn’t get hard if we sucked his dick,” I chided. Em rolled her eyes.

“Interesting, because sometimes he can’t get hard when I suck his dick,” Em replied, rather emphatically.

“Do you like digging deeper holes, Josh, because we’re almost to China on that one,” he replied, somewhat miffed. I just smiled. “And, you, knock it off. We’re all great friends and what the hell if we don’t want to wear bathing suits and sun naked. Josh’s friends aren’t sex fiends, they’re just gay, well most of them, but not all of them. Guys aren’t modest like women. They like to let their willies hang out once in a while. Didn’t I take care of you on Sunday night after we got back?” he asked. She looked at him and smiled.

“Probably because Josh’s friends got you turned on or maybe even sucked your dick getting it hard, like I can’t seem to be able to,” Em complained, making Rod want to go and hide somewhere as she aired his dirty laundry.

“Hey, I had a lot to drink that afternoon, but I was there for you. Things worked when they needed to. I just spared you having to do something you’re not particularly happy to do or good at,” Rod replied. That just made it even worse with Mary Ann.

“Okay, we don’t need to hear all this. Sounds like a personal matter between the two of you that we don’t understand anyway. We’ll let you two work that out,” I replied, hoping to bring an end to this conversation and quickly.

“Like I said, Jeff is looking even hotter right about now. Just transferring to Uni from somewhere else, he couldn’t possibly have found a girlfriend yet. I might just have to invite him out,” Mary Ann threatened. Rod was almost beside himself.

“What and find out he’s on Josh’s team. Good one, Mary Ann. Can’t we get over all this, and just admit we’re good for one another and are a couple?” Rod asked, with the rest of us enjoying the banter between the two.

“Oh, and I should trust you, how? Let’s see, you vacation with gay friends at a gay resort in Florida for Spring Break. You skinny dip with them on Sundays then try to perform as straight dudes with us girls after that. You dance at a gay bar and shake your willies to other women and then to men on Saturday nights. Yeh, I don’t see why I shouldn’t completely trust you as being normal,” Mary Ann replied. Even I had to laugh at that.

“But we are completely heterosexual dudes, I swear. You trust Josh completely, and he knows we’re straight,” Rod protested. With that Mary Ann lightened up.

“Well, as long as Josh is involved, then I have to trust you, as he’s my best pal ever,” Em replied.

“Thank you, finally,” Rod replied throwing his hands in the air. I was still laughing inside. She did give him a kiss on the cheek, then gave me one also, as she hurried off to go join her BFF’s for design class.

“OMG, I swear you guys are definitely better off with yourselves and never having to deal with women romantically. You can’t win with them. Their vicious, I swear,” Rod stated emphatically. We all laughed.

“See, we told you things were so much smoother on our team than your team,” I reminded him.

“I’m really starting to believe that. I swear if they didn’t have a pussy and fuck, there’d be a bounty on them. Son of a B, they can be so crazy for no reason at all. Oh, and you had to bring up the party was a skinny-dipping party. Thanks a lot, Josh. That really helped matters,” Rod protested. I laughed.

“Sorry about that. I wasn’t even thinking about you guys with Mary Ann. I was just explaining why we got to see Cal naked. It completely slipped my mind you guys were naked with all of us. My bad. I didn’t mean to out you that way,” I said, apologizing. “So you do have a problem getting hard with Em sucking your cock? Did I hear that right?” I asked, chiding him. Rod shook his head.

“Don’t start. That conversation is for another day. You know women can’t suck cock worth a shit. You were the one that told me that to begin with, then made me a believer. That didn’t help the situation,” Rod complained, to just Blake, Jake and me at the time. We all laughed. I patted him on the back, and gave him a side hug, promising him if things didn’t work out with Mary Ann, we’d make sure he was taken care of. That didn’t seem to make him any happy either. We did get a bro hug from him, after he said he’d see us tonight. “Get the girls good and drunk tonight, would you? We need to take full advantage of them later,” Rod asked.

We headed back to the CNB for lunch and our meeting. The boys were there waiting for us when we arrived. “So anything pressing this morning?” I asked the guys. They looked like they didn’t want to say anything. “Okay, give it up. What’s wrong?” I asked, getting a little concerned they seemed to be concerned.

“Well, it seems Conrad gave Jules quite a grilling, trying to determine if we were serious borrowers or just playing them. The FBI was able to listen into the whole thing thanks to that listening device they gave him. He did get patted down, and even stripped searched. They gave him shit about his cock ring, but let him keep it, after he told them he was thinking he might get lucky that night, and he wanted to be prepared. Conrad’s team wanted to know why he was wearing it then. He made up some kind of story about it felt kind of good during the day and wearing it helped him get used to it. Then when he was ready, he was good to go,” Jordan explained. Will shook his head.

“Did they find out he was gay?” Will asked concerned.

“From what the FBI said, they didn’t delve into that, but Conrad did offer to send him a hooker the first evening if that’s what he thought he needed. According to the FBI, Jules told them he preferred to find his own women, and had a good track record in that area. They did tell him some spots to try to hook up in the downtown Loop area. I think he’d be more interested in Rush St for the gay bars than where they suggested, but he thanked them all the same. Anyway, he was given explicit instructions as to what he had to do to make a deal. One thing he was forced to do was to sign a non-disclosure agreement as to the terms of the loan agreement,” Jordan explained.

“Wouldn’t that be public knowledge anyway?” I asked. Jordan smiled.

“Not this one, I’m afraid. The loan document to be filed with the banking commission would be different than the one actually used by us. In other words, a fake document would be signed, but a different one that included their terms would be used for their purposes. Jules had to sign, and we’ll be forced to sign the fact that the one filed with the banking commission is illegitimate. In other words, we have to certify that we filed a fake loan agreement in case any of the true facts were to be discovered. The bank would disavow all knowledge of the original agreement. I don’t know how they can do that, as if the bank was audited for this transaction, it would be found that they operated under a separate agreement other than the one that was filed, unless they fake that also. Who knows? This thing is getting deeper and deeper all the time. If this proposal was legitimately brought to us by any lending institution, we would have immediately turned it down and wanted no part of it, it’s that ugly and illegitimate. And you don’t want to know what happens if you miss a payment also. Jules was told he could lose a testicle each time a payment was late. They grabbed each one of his balls during the strip search and asked him which one he wanted to lose first. And then after both balls are gone, he’d lose his dick and become a girl. They had him pretty much distraught. At one point, he told them that he wasn’t so sure he could sell us on this agreement anymore and maybe we should forget the whole thing. They told him it was too late for that now. Things had gone too far and there was no going back. He called us this morning, telling us he wanted to go into the witness protection program and disappear. It took the FBI two hours just to calm him down he was so rattled,” Jordan explained
 
Chapter 663 - E

“Okay, I’m not feeling good about this anymore, guys. At this point, I say we cut our losses and let the FBI handle it from here. There’s no use in getting Jules in some kind of crazy danger. This may be way larger than what we bargained for. It seems like these guys don’t play nice,” I said, now gravely concerned for Jules and all our welfare.

“Jules was able to get information that the FBI desperately needed, however. He was told how the plan worked and how the money got laundered. It appears that loans like we’d have with C&S Bank helps them launder money. They actually told Jules how that worked, thinking he could never prove any of it anyway and he was clean, not wearing a wire. Now the FBI has something to go on and are running it down as we speak,” Jordan informed us.

“So where do we go from here?” I asked.

“From what Jules told us, he is bringing back the fake paperwork that will never be used in this agreement. The agreement that we will have to honor will be held in Chicago only. We can never have a copy of it. At this point the clock is ticking and we’ll have ten days to sign the deal. One of us is going to have to go to Chicago to sign it,” Jordan said, looking at me.

“Me, I have to go there to sign the bad document?” I asked, extremely concerned. Jordan smiled.

“Not going to do it. The FBI can send in one of their agents masquerading as me, and let them sign the damn thing,” I replied.

“Problem with that is Conrad knows you. Kind of hard to find a double for you that’s an FBI agent,” Jordan replied. I shook my head at him.

“We’ve done enough for the FBI already. They need to take it from here and leave us the hell out of it. They’ve gone way overboard asking us to do any more. This is not helping them out anymore. It’s more like a suicide mission with us the ones that will get killed while they listen to a damn cock ring,” I stated, extremely concerned. Jordan smiled. “What the fuck are you smiling about? You’re advocating I go to Chicago to get my balls cut off. You know how much Conrad loves me, after I fired his ass and he as much refused to leave. Now he has goons behind him to teach me a lesson. Not interested.” Jordan chuckled. “I don’t know what you think is so fucking funny,” I told him, getting rather angry at this point.

“Okay, I’m pulling your leg, just a little, but not too much. Number one is that Jules is spooked at this point. They didn’t strip search him, but he thought they were going to. He was able to get some information out of them that will help with the FBI’s investigation. They didn’t threaten to de-ball him, although he thought they suggested it in a way. He did see Hastings and Dickerson in the bank. They didn’t know him, but he knew them. So, we have positive identification that those two are definitely working with C&S Bank. Now we just have to find the connection here in Uni that creates the money they transport to C&S. Apparently, C&S is laying low at the moment, and has suspended all loan commitments, postponing them until at least another month, but has proposed bridge loans until full loan commitment obligations can be reached. The FBI thinks C&S is concerned the bureau is onto them. Conrad interrogated Jules something fierce, trying to find out if he might be a possible informant. Evidently, he passed somehow so he’s not a suspect. What the FBI would like to do is to suggest somehow that Hastings and Dickerson are the moles informing them as to what’s going on at C&S, but they can’t come up with a suitable motive,” Jordan told us.

“Sounds like Dickerson and Hastings have a great scam going on so why would they want to fuck it up?” I asked.

“Exactly,” Jordan replied. “They got Cal involved with the Chicago boys to try to figure out some way to frame Hastings and Dickerson. Cal thinks if we could dig something out of Kenny in some way shape or form, we might have enough information to credibly frame these assholes and get the heat off us and other clients of theirs. The whole thing is kind of shut down at the moment. Jules did hear Conrad blow up at the two, telling them they couldn’t just walk in there anytime they damn well pleased, it had to be cleared with him first. Jules did hear that, so there might be some suspicion cast on them somehow. Now we just need a way to make that suspicion into reality, at least in the minds of the C&S people,” Jordan explained.

“This whole thing is so convoluted and confusing anymore,” I replied shaking my head. Will put his arm around my shoulders. I laid my head on his arm. “Without endangering anyone in our organization, how can we help anymore? I think our help is just about at it’s end, if not there already,” I replied.

“We have to get more information out of Kenny. We need names and contacts so we can run the players down and see where the money originates. We know where it goes to get laundered, but we need to tie a huge illegal enterprise into C&S Bank transactions and illegal money laundering. It seems as if Kenny might have a ton of powerful information that could link all this together and get some indictments,” Jordan commented with Nate agreeing. “Hey, I even talked to Baxter about this. You know what he told me? He told me to drop this like a hot potato as nothing good could come out of this for any of us. He said we were sitting around a fire with explosives that could go off at any moment and wipe out everything, even with the FBI guarantees of no indictments for any of us that helped them in this investigation,” Jordan remarked. Buzz was holding onto Jordan, as if he was concerned for his lover.

“Give me a summary of where we are now, as you’ve got me all tied up in knots at the moment,” I told Jordan. Jordan looked to Nate. Nate cleared his throat.

“Okay, as far as we are concerned with C&S Bank, everything is on hold at the moment, due to their ‘processing setbacks’ which they hope to have resolved in a month. Jules is not in any danger and status quo continues. Nothing ventured, nothing gained there. We informed them we do not need interim financing as we were not far along in our commitments, and wouldn’t need anything for a couple of months. They would like to continue bi-weekly meetings with Jules just to keep things moving in the interim. When they have everything back in order and functioning properly, then they’ll advise us as to what they can do and when they can do it. So that’s all on hold at the moment, except for Jules having to meet with Conrad for updates on a bi-weekly basis. Now, the FBI wants us to concentrate on Kenny, having Clay get to really know him and try to find out where he goes and who he sees. They want names, and situations where he meets with various people and if possible, what transpires when he meets with them. They want us to run down the money that gets handed off to Dickerson and Hastings, the bag that was dropped off when the two old farts fucked Shelley that one night along with Kenny. If possible, they’d like to put a tracker on the bag if we could ever get near enough to it,” Nate stated.

“Well, it seems the bag flies on our aircraft to Chicago, so maybe Greyson could get a bug on it somehow while on the plane. Cal can talk to him about that to see if they can make something happen there. I don’t want Clay anywhere near that stuff,” I told him rather insistently.

“What it all boils down to, is they need us to help them find out anything we possibly can that would help the investigation,” Nate explained.

“Isn’t that what the hell we’re busting our balls now to do anyway?” I asked. Nate and Jordan agreed. “Well then, maybe they should do more to help in this effort also,” I suggested. “I don’t like playing with dynamite. I mean, we’ve gone out of our way with people and resources to help them in this, and where they hell are they anyway? What happened to the indictment of Dickerson by the state AG’s office? Where the hell is that investigation? Garth has provided both the FBI and the AG’s office with tons of incriminating emails, emails Hastings and Dickerson swore didn’t exist. Isn’t that enough to convict the idiots of pay to play?” I asked, concerned that all the evidence we provided had not led anywhere, when everything was clearly there to prove what they had done.

“Josh, they do have the goods on those two, but they don’t want this all to blow up and end with just the two of them where there are more pieces to be discovered and exposed. They take them out now, and the whole thing disappears to the point we may never really get to the bottom of the whole enterprise they have going on in this town. They want to be careful and dig deeper before the whole thing blows up, and we don’t get the whole gang,” Jordan explained.

“And who told you that?” I asked. Jordan smiled.

“Cal explained it all to me along with his partner, Tomkins. I told him he needed to explain it to you, as you were the one that was driving this all-out effort to try to nail those bastards starting out for Kyle. Now we had Clay, Jules, Garth and a whole lot more of us trying to do their work. They told me they really appreciated our help and that it was definitely going in the right directions,” Jordan explained. I shook my head.

“The dufus was at a stakeout with us on Monday night and never brought any of that up,” I replied.
 
Chapter 663 - F

“Yeh, well Tomkins accused him of becoming too close to you guys and losing his perspective. Cal told him to can it, as he knew what he was doing, and he could handle it. Tomkins reminded Cal of one other case he got too involved with and nearly blew it. That actually pissed Cal off to the point he told Tomkins to go fuck himself. Don’t know what that was all about, but Tomkins hit a nerve for sure when he brought it up,” Jordan remarked.

“I know what it was. He actually told us about it. Don’t let this out of our group, but Cal had to pretend to be in love with this one guy. They lived together for a year as a couple, and the guy honestly thought he was in love with Cal. Cal made the guy love him. Cal got so close to his illegal enterprise, that he finally pulled the plug on the whole thing after he got what he needed and sent the guy to prison. He won’t admit it, but I think he still loves the guy. Get this, the guy he sent to prison still loves him, even though Cal turned him in and convicted him. Now that’s some strong love, I hope to tell you,” I shared. Nate and Jordan shook their heads.

“Well, at any rate, Tomkins kind of called him out on getting too close to people. From what it sounds like, maybe he’s pretty good at it. Maybe he should be the one dating Kenny instead of Clay,” Nate suggested. I had to smile at that suggestion, but he may have a point.

“Why can’t we all just get things back to normal and be done with all this crap? I mean business is difficult enough in itself than to have to do all this work for the FBI. Give Clay back to us, keep Jules in the City, put Dickerson, Hastings, Weinstein, Seward and Kenny in jail with Spence and Simon, and the world will be a happier place. We can get on again with our own lives and get back to building a business. I like doing positive things, not being dealt a shit sandwich having to deal with the underbelly of society. Those guys don’t deserve to play in our sandbox, not after they shit in everyone else’s,” I replied.

“Gees, Josh, tell us how you really feel,” Jordan chided. I shook my head at him. “Is there anything exciting to talk about other than this crap?” I asked.

“It’s Ladies’ Night tonight, if that helps,” Will reminded us. I shook my head again.

“And tell me how putting up with drunk bitches makes my life any happier?” I asked. Will chuckled.

“Jules won’t be here tonight, so I can work to help you out. My life is happier just knowing he won’t be here,” Will replied. I shook my head.
 
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